Well, yeah! It's insomnia...It is no one's best friend. It doesn't come to hold your hand through a crisis. It comes to laugh at you and put kick me signs on your back! It comes to insult your mother, eat all the food in your kitchen, get spyware from porn sites installed on your computer, and then moves along it's merry way. It's kinda like the wasp.

Sheet done. Back to chat. And I don't know what you guys are talking about, insomnia is like my best friend ever, period. Me and insomnia like to stay up all night, do eachothers nails and talk about boys.